#streams

Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams. ↗

— Gilbert White

#bats #drink #like #over #play

The late American golfing coach and writer, Harvey Penick, held that any who played golf was his friend – in the politer sense of Arcades ambo, I gather. … I myself hold with Honest Izaak that there is – and that I am a member of – a communion of, if not saints, at least anglers and very honest men, some now with God and others of us yet upon the quiet waters. … The man is a mere brute, and no true angler, whose sport is measured only in fish caught and boasted of. For what purpose do we impose on ourselves limits and conventions if not to make sport of a mere mechanical harvest of protein? The true angler can welcome even a low river and a dry year, and learn of it, and be the better for it, in mind and in spirit. So, No: the hatch is not all that it might be, for if it is warm enough and early with it, it is also in a time of drought; and, No: I don’t get to the river as often as I should wish. But these things do not make this a poor year: they are an unlooked-for opportunity to delve yet deeper into the secrets of the river, and grow wise. … Rejoice, then, in all seasons, ye fishers. The world the river is; both you and I, And all mankind, are either fish or fry. We must view it with judicious looks, and get wisdom whilst we may. And to all honest anglers, then, I wish, as our master Izaak wished us long ago, ‘a rainy evening to read this following Discourse; and that if he be an honest Angler, the east wind may never blow when he goes a-fishing. ↗

— G.M.W. Wemyss

#chalk-streams #flyfishing #izaak-walton #rivers #trout

All my ambition is, I own, to profit and to please unknown; like streams supplied from springs below, which scatter blessings as they go. ↗

— Charles Cotton

#below #blessings #go #i #like

Do you know that charming part of our country which has been called the garden of France - that spot where, amid verdant plains watered by wide streams, one inhales the purest air of heaven? ↗

— Alfred de Vigny

#amid #been #called #charming #country

The sea has now changed from it's natural, to river coloured water, the probable consequence of some streams falling into the bay, or into the ocean to the north of it, through the low land. ↗

— George Vancouver

#changed #coloured #consequence #falling #into

On the Internet you get continuous innovation, so every year the streams are a little better. ↗

— Reed Hastings

#continuous #every #get #innovation #internet

As my men could profitably employ themselves on these streams, I moved slowly along, averaging not more than five or six miles per day and sometimes remained two days at the same encampment. ↗

— William Henry Ashley

#averaging #could #day #days #employ

We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces. ↗

— Richard Le Gallienne

#beloved #faces #flowers #road #roads

Parents wonder why the streams are bitter, when they themselves have poisoned the fountain. ↗

— John Locke

#fountain #parents #poisoned #streams #themselves

The metropolis reveals itself as one of those great historical formations in which opposing streams which enclose life unfold, as well as join one another with equal right. ↗

— Georg Simmel

#enclose #equal #equal right #formations #great